Wang Yan was shocked and frantically swung his arms, his movements even wilder and more powerful than those of the Ansai waist drum.
"Stop shaking me, or you'll fly away." Xia Chuhe handed the dagger to Wang Yan.
Wang Yan quickly shaved off the rat's fur, revealing its black skin covered in stubble.
Xia Chuhe secretly praised, "That was a brilliant move!"
When the piglets grow up and it's time to slaughter the pig, we must call Wang Yan to scrape off the pig hair!
Wang Yan remained expressionless, the tip of the dagger aimed at his dark skin, ready to forcefully slice into the flesh.
Xin Diao, with her sharp eyes, immediately knocked the dagger from his hand: "What are you doing!"
“This piece of meat is rotten; it needs to be cut off.” Wang Yan picked up the dagger.
Xia Chuhe stopped him: "It's too late. Look at the inside of your arm."
On the inside of the arm, on the other side of the wound, a patch of skin is turning black at a visible rate.
If Wang Yan had treated it that way, cutting off the rotten flesh, his arm would have been unusable.
Wang Yan looked blankly at Xia Chuhe and Xin Diao: "Then... I should cut off my arm? Do you have a knife?"
Xin Diao said irritably, "No, you idiot..."
Xia Chuhe sighed: "Let's cut it after we leave the dungeon. I'll buy you some regeneration potions from Five Star Company beforehand, and maybe it will grow back."
If internal organs can be repaired, growing an arm shouldn't be a problem, right?
Wang Yan pursed her lips; the money she had just saved hadn't even warmed her hands yet.
He looked at the black hair on his arm and felt that he was almost turned into a male duck at Birds of Prey Academy.
The difference is that at the Birds of Prey Academy, his mind was hazy, and he was even happy that he was about to become a male duck that lays eggs.
Now, he will witness himself being transformed into a black rat, both consciously and painfully.
Wang Yan smiled slightly, thankfully still conscious. In the wasteland, knowing how you died was a kind of happiness.
Things are far from reaching their worst point.
Wuying led the village chief and others to the thatched hut.
Wuying pointed to the thatched hut: "It was inside. I saw it with my own eyes. They killed the second brother."
The village chief pointed suspiciously at Wuying: "Don't try anything funny, kid. No one from the village would ever come to the Forsaken Land."
Those who break the rules and are not favored by God are the forsaken by God. The place where the forsaken by God live is a place that all the villagers avoid at all costs.
Why would the second son come to a place like this?
Wuying shrugged: "Anyway, I saw it here, and lying won't do me any good."
The village chief thought about it and agreed. That second son of his was often irresponsible; he'd probably run off somewhere to seduce women. He'd deal with it tonight; the second son would always be back to make babies.
The village chief pointed to two people: "You two go in and take a look, make sure you don't miss anything."
The two people who were called stood reluctantly inside the door for a moment, then hurriedly came out and said, "Nobody's here, nobody's here."
They didn't even realize that the God-forsaken man on the bed was already dead.
Wuying smiled knowingly when he saw the water tank had been moved.
As dusk fell, everything remained as usual.
Except for Wang Yan, his forearms were covered in black hair, and the shaved area now looked like alopecia areata.
The village chief organized the evolved individuals in the bungalows to line up for the baby-drawing contest. When he saw Xia Chuhe and the others, he said impatiently, "The second son hasn't returned yet. He went with you. You have to find him. This is your mission. If you can't find him, you don't need to draw a baby tonight."
Hearing that they didn't have to beat the child, the group breathed a sigh of relief.
They didn't bring much water, and if a few more small animals came to share it, it wouldn't be enough to drink.
However, the village chief's next words made their hearts jump again: "If you still can't find the second brother by tomorrow afternoon, and you don't hand over the dragon and the snake, I will have to ask the Heavenly God to come and see what's going on."
"Don't worry, village chief, we will definitely find the second brother and send the dragon and snake away," Xia Chuhe assured with a smile.
The village chief didn't make any further trouble and turned to leave.
Xia Chuhe thought to himself, "I must find the second brother's corpse and send the dragon and snake out of the instance."
The evolved beings who went to collect the dolls quickly returned laden with their spoils, and Wuying was among them. But this time, he didn't go back to his room.
Wuying peeked out from outside Xia Chuhe and the others' room: "Come out, let's talk."
Xia Chuhe went out, and before Wuying could even raise the corners of her mouth in a smile, she was shot in the arm.
Wuying winced in pain: "You woman, why do you shoot so easily!"
He complained as he took a pill out of his pocket and swallowed it.
“You know perfectly well why you fired that shot,” Xia Chuhe said bluntly.
The bleeding from Wuying's wound gradually stopped: "Alright, alright, I'm bored. Seriously, you're quite an interesting person. How about joining the Lighthouse? The Lighthouse is a lot of fun."
"You called me out just to talk about this? If you have nothing else to say, go to sleep early. Goodnight." Xia Chuhe made a move to leave.
Wuying was surprised that she didn't even give him a chance to make a condition, so he hurriedly said, "Your two strange friends, Lighthouse has a way to make them merge."
Xia Chuhe paused in his steps: "That's their business, it has nothing to do with me."
Wuying increased his stakes: "The Lighthouse has plenty of good food and drinks, props, weapons, and medicine—almost everything you could want. Come and have it all."
"I don't lack any of those things you mentioned." Xia Chuhe was somewhat tempted, and her steps slowed even more as she walked back into the house.
Seeing an opportunity, Wuyingyan said, "Let's team up in this dungeon, and I'll show you the power of the Lighthouse."
It's here!
Xia Chuhe originally wanted to make a deal with Wuying in another way, so that he could leave the instance early and take Wang Yan and the animals with him.
Unexpectedly, Wuying brought this up on his own initiative.
Xia Chuhe asked him, "Why me?"
"Didn't the second brother say that you are God's favorite and the key to changing the fate of the wasteland?" Wuying's wounds had completely healed, and his signature carefree smile returned to his face. "Of course, as for me, I just think it's more fun to run dungeons with you."
Wuying is a fickle and erratic lunatic, a backstabber. Xia Chuhe is unlikely to join the Lighthouse based on his few words, but a temporary mutually beneficial arrangement can be achieved.
Xia Chuhe deliberately kept him hanging: "You tested me, but I haven't tested the strength of the Lighthouse yet. Consider this instance as a test I've set for you."
Wu Ying felt that something was off about Xia Chuhe's words, but it also seemed to make sense. Wasn't it just a suggestion of cooperation?
Wuying readily agreed.
At night, Taoyuan Village fell silent.
Occasionally, the squeaking of a mouse would break the silence, a sound that shouldn't be listened to too closely. But if you listened closely, it seemed to be saying—Honey, where are you?
The creaking sound echoed from one end of the village to the other, and back again.
No one came out to answer; the villagers remained silent.
The next day, Xia Chuhe was thinking about how to get Wuying to leave the instance without making a sound.
Suddenly, the village became noisy, filled with the sounds of car engines, horns, and firecrackers.
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